Lissette J. Garcia Poet Rhyme

Lost Seedlings-Misfits

I came across
lost seedlings--misfits 
abandoned in 
a musty bin of a garage.

Then heard
a meek mist pleading,
"oh, fern soil, praise them
with your yard."

"Douse kaleidoscope, 
cool droplets,
those days scorched--
furnace dark."

"Thus clover-cove 
when frigid snow 
abrades 
their glinting spark."

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Sara Kendrick February 20, 2026 at 7:48 AM Thank you for sharing this one in my contest. Congratulations on it being on the winners' list. Way to go. Sara K Lissette J. Garcia February 20, 2026 at 8:01 AM Thank you, Sara for your encouraging words-and for allowing me to be part of prestigious contest. Congratulations to All Fellow Soupers who entered. Many Blessings to You and All of them.

Crystol Woods March 1, 2025 at 9:39 AM Kai has chosen some truly deep and unique poems for the top3! Very impressive! Congratulations! Xo

Susan Ashley March 1, 2025 at 8:23 AM Dear Lissette, your imagery is poignant and captivating. A thought-provoking piece where more happens beneath the surface than above regarding nurture and nature, neglect and growth, applicable to both seedlings and children. Congratulations for your success in Kai's contest. Warmest wishes.. ~Susan